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'''MY NAME IS . . .''' Ben Fletcher | '''MY NAME IS . . .''' Ben Fletcher | ||
| − | '''AND I AM . . .''' a | + | '''AND I AM . . .''' a Watchmaker |
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| − | + | '''WHAT'S BEEN KEEPING YOU AWAKE?''' Someone left this freaky newspaper at my door, man, and there's my picture, full color, above the fold. I'm in handcuffs, man, screaming, and the headline said that I . . . | |
| − | '''WHAT'S BEEN KEEPING YOU AWAKE?''' | ||
| − | + | I would never do that, man. I just wouldn't | |
| − | '''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' | + | '''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' I fucked it up, man. I just wanted to go back and see one of their early concerts, but I did something wrong, and it changed everything. Now, I'm the only one who remembers that '''''Fleetwood Tull''''' was ever a band, let alone the ''defining group'' to come out of the ''Age of Aquarius'', man. |
| − | ' | + | Their entire music catalogue haunts my dreams. Now that's the only place I can even hear it. |
| − | ''' | + | Even my collection of vintage ''Fleetwood Tull'' t-shirts winked out of existance. |
| − | '''WHAT IS YOUR PATH?''' | + | '''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' I'm just a 60's kid in a gen-Z body, a watchmaker with like two clients who dresses the part in white button up shirts, sleeves hastily if perpetually rolled, and an everpresent tailored vest, the one with lots of little pockets on the inside. All I'm missing is the head mounted magnifier lens selector. |
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| + | Watchmaking is a lost art, man. Folk don't appreciate what goes into a good time piece. | ||
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| + | '''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' A bellyful of anxiety and paradox. Every time I change the timeline there is potential for paradox, and while one might be careful not to mess with big things, some little things that create real change might surprise you. Every time I trip a paradox, the universe reorders itself to keep the paradox from happening. Everything changes. | ||
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| + | Everything except me. I stay the same. I am the vessel the universe traps paradox inside, and it's boiling me alive, man. | ||
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| + | '''WHAT IS YOUR PATH?''' Ever heard of a death spiral, man? That's my path. And when I'm gone, where will the universe keep its precious paradoxes then? I hope they all spill out at once, man. I hope they eat the fucking world. | ||
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| + | '''WHAT CRIME WILL YOU BE ACCUSED OF COMMITTING?''' According to that paper, I'm going to sell portable strobe lamps to the ''Little Sisters of Labyrinth Lane''. Who among the Awake would ever ''do'' that, man? Hell, who among ''Nightmares''? Those teddy bear dragging, knife wielding little shits would take over the Mad City altogether with tools like that. | ||
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| − | + | '''FLIGHT''' [[file:d2b.png|24px]] | '''FIGHT''' [[file:d1b.png|24px]] | |
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| − | + | <u>'''EXHAUSTION TALENT'''</u> | |
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| − | + | '''Little Favors:''' I have a knack for talking people into doing things for me, man. | |
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| + | <u>'''MADNESS TALENT'''</u> | ||
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| + | '''Time Goblin:''' I can move through time as easy as walking. Forward, back, fast, slow, little, lot. It doesn't matter, man. I can move upstreqm, downstream, and across stream like . . . yeah. I don't have a similie, man. There's just nothing like it. | ||
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| + | '''(1-2 Madness Dice)''' I can slow time just a little or move forward or back a few minutes to a couple hours. | ||
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| + | '''(3-4 Madness Dice)''' I can slow time to an absolute crawl or move forward or back through time several hours to several days | ||
| − | + | '''(5-6 Madness Dice)''' I can stop time altogether or travel forward or back for literal years, man. | |
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Latest revision as of 18:37, 18 September 2022
T is for Time Goblin
- No one is Faster
- Tangling Reality
- Paradox's Bastard
- Tangling Reality
MY NAME IS . . . Ben Fletcher
AND I AM . . . a Watchmaker
WHAT'S BEEN KEEPING YOU AWAKE? Someone left this freaky newspaper at my door, man, and there's my picture, full color, above the fold. I'm in handcuffs, man, screaming, and the headline said that I . . .
I would never do that, man. I just wouldn't
WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU? I fucked it up, man. I just wanted to go back and see one of their early concerts, but I did something wrong, and it changed everything. Now, I'm the only one who remembers that Fleetwood Tull was ever a band, let alone the defining group to come out of the Age of Aquarius, man.
Their entire music catalogue haunts my dreams. Now that's the only place I can even hear it.
Even my collection of vintage Fleetwood Tull t-shirts winked out of existance.
WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE? I'm just a 60's kid in a gen-Z body, a watchmaker with like two clients who dresses the part in white button up shirts, sleeves hastily if perpetually rolled, and an everpresent tailored vest, the one with lots of little pockets on the inside. All I'm missing is the head mounted magnifier lens selector.
Watchmaking is a lost art, man. Folk don't appreciate what goes into a good time piece.
WHAT LIES BENEATH? A bellyful of anxiety and paradox. Every time I change the timeline there is potential for paradox, and while one might be careful not to mess with big things, some little things that create real change might surprise you. Every time I trip a paradox, the universe reorders itself to keep the paradox from happening. Everything changes.
Everything except me. I stay the same. I am the vessel the universe traps paradox inside, and it's boiling me alive, man.
WHAT IS YOUR PATH? Ever heard of a death spiral, man? That's my path. And when I'm gone, where will the universe keep its precious paradoxes then? I hope they all spill out at once, man. I hope they eat the fucking world.
WHAT CRIME WILL YOU BE ACCUSED OF COMMITTING? According to that paper, I'm going to sell portable strobe lamps to the Little Sisters of Labyrinth Lane. Who among the Awake would ever do that, man? Hell, who among Nightmares? Those teddy bear dragging, knife wielding little shits would take over the Mad City altogether with tools like that.
FLIGHT 
| FIGHT 
EXHAUSTION TALENT
Little Favors: I have a knack for talking people into doing things for me, man.
MADNESS TALENT
Time Goblin: I can move through time as easy as walking. Forward, back, fast, slow, little, lot. It doesn't matter, man. I can move upstreqm, downstream, and across stream like . . . yeah. I don't have a similie, man. There's just nothing like it.
(1-2 Madness Dice) I can slow time just a little or move forward or back a few minutes to a couple hours.
(3-4 Madness Dice) I can slow time to an absolute crawl or move forward or back through time several hours to several days
(5-6 Madness Dice) I can stop time altogether or travel forward or back for literal years, man.
